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Saturday, September 20, 2003

all by my little lonesome self

Well, the boys are off on their San Diego adventure, and we girls had our nice dinner out as planned. It was nice; C was far more ladylike than you might expect a girl of almost-4 to be; the food was good; several people stopped by our table to tell C how lovely she looked in her pretty dress. And she did look very pretty. We had gone out shopping (already beginning with the mother-daughter shopping trips! ;-) earlier today, and I bought her some white dress shoes since she had none to fit her. Then we came home and relaxed for a while before going to the video store and then to our dinner. After we got home we got into our jammies and popped popcorn (I am amazed at how much she ate!) and watched a cute video of a ballet production of several of Beatrix Potter's stories. We purposefully got a video that we knew her brother would not like, and sure enough, when they called from their motel room (they are staying at the same one where T and I spent the last two nights of our honeymoon trip), and he asked what video he heard playing in the background, he was just plain disgusted. He's not much on ballet or Beatrix Potter. Anyway, C crashed on the couch just as the video was getting over, and I'm sitting here starting to feel lonely.


I am vacillating between wanting to stay up late and watch the DVD I rented for myself, and wanting to go fall unconscious on my bed, hogging the whole thing which is my sole comfort in having to have it all to myself. Darnit, it's a $2.50 DVD (Two Weeks Notice) and I know if I put it off till tomorrow night (the store's closed Sundays so no videos are due that day) it won't get watched. Really I don't have to go to early service at church tomorrow, although C loves her Sunday School class so she should get to go. I, on the other hand, do not love any of the adult Sunday School classes that are available, so I tend to feel at loose ends during the first service if I don't have nursery duty or whatever. But most likely, we'll go, which means I should be up at 7:30 so as to be ready to leave the house at 8:30. Which means starting a movie at 10:30 would be lunacy. Look at me talking myself into wasting that $2.50! Bad me! (maybe, just maybe, T will want to watch it with me tomorrow evening... right... when he has to get up at 5 the next morning and he'll have been driving all afternoon...). sigh.


YAWN. I am definitely leaning toward the unconsciousness-on-the-bed option. I am rapidly losing the ability to put a sentence together, even mentally, let alone in type. This is a boring enough post (please, if this is the first one of mine you've ever read, realize I'm not really this dull... pretty close, but not quite this dull...) without having it lapse into gibberish, which is about to start happening.

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